The Faded Frontier

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2026-08-22 05:37:47 -

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the cobblestones of the Whitehall into a slick, black mirror that reflected the gaslights in fractured, trembling shards. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the wet street, his boots sinking slightly into the mud that had seeped through the cracks in the ancient paving, watching the procession of carriages approach the Palace of the Veiled Sun. He...

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